The travelling smileA Poem by Christina ReedToday will be yesterday tomorrow.I definitely think that morning is the most beautiful part of the day. Because the city is still asleep. And when you are asleep, you commit no sin. The morning is a place of no sin. It is also the time of not knowing. You have no idea what will happen when you walk out that door. A different turn in your routine might change your life. Be prepared for an adventure, ‘cause just the fact that you got up and out this morning will make your day something special. Smile at the busdriver and remember all of your things. Let the dim light and fresh air of the morning time clean your slate and wash yesterdays actions and words away. © 2012 Christina Reed |
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Added on November 26, 2012 Last Updated on November 26, 2012 Author
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